COBRA $HINS - $ I N S U R R E A L

lyrics :

lipstick on a cigarette
kickflip to a sunset 
face down but i’m upset
coming down so i roll up my regrets
middle finger to the sky curse a reset
reset fuck the law
skip a preset
creep boy on the creep make em reject
make u see death
you’ll know when we set damn
cutting to the bone
rottin to the dome
another broken phone
I miss myself alone
feel like ichigo i whip the blade and then im gone
feel like thanos but im missing every single stone

late nights on the bus im sitting frozen 
conversation with the devil said im chosen
it seems the less im making moves the more theres motion 
emotion deeper than the motherfucking ocean

inside personal hell
from heavens gate i fell 
i hope they wished me well
this sinister surreal real 
when im far away from you i seem to miss myself 
i don’t need nobody i don’t need nobody else 

faded or hated 
my consciousness made it  
my body just hates it
get decapitated 
get turned to a stranger 
stay home like a ranger
not safe only danger 
we scissors, u paper
all black like i’m slayer 
all black like the raiders 
yo regular playa turned wulf like im xavier 
all of this money means nothing,
 far later i show you we all fall to nothing but layers

$ I N S U R R E A L

that we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory that is to come

here for the long songs and short verses

Sad but hype
Lost Lovers<3

Art can be sad sometimes

$ I N S U R R E A L

Cobra $hins